M33ch - Killas At Lyrics

I be ridin round where them killas at
If he talk down imma get his ass
Put my sides down I aint into that
And Im tied down in my feelins yeah
I can't f*ck wit niggas i aint wit the mess
Gotta foreign whip aint tented yet
Im the shit now but aint shittin yet
And Im blessed now I aint get to flex
Know a couple niggas that a get em wet
Now my pockets fatter I got bigger checks
Niggas shoot now had to get a vest
I be on the block where them trenches at
I got feelins for her I aint wit her yet
Im the flyest nigga like im in a jet
And they hate it when they say a nigga next
I got hunnits on me I aint finnia flex
She gone bust down like Blueface
Free my brotha he just got a New case
I done ate so much I need a New plate
And my ex mad I gotta New date
Tryna say she love me but its too late
I cant f*ck wit niggas cuz they Too fake
I can't take a L I aint cool J
I be ballin like im playin 2k
And I got hella killas
We aimin at you niggas
And i hang wit gorillas
Don't speak if you not wit us
I gotta keep my glock tucked
Imma shoot it like a spot up
I do this for my momma
Shawty bad just like a toddler
I be ridin round wit them 30s out
Always keep it on me ion worry now
Put em in a bag like a carryout
Imma shoot that bitch just like im curry now
She can't wait to f*ck she in a hurry now
All this gas got my vision blurry now
Used to bag bitches now she turned me out
And my wrist on froze like a flurry now
I be ridin round where them killas at
If he talk down imma get his ass
Put my sides down I aint into that
And Im tied down in my feelins yeah
I can't f*ck wit niggas i aint wit the mess
Gotta foreign whip aint tented yet
Im the shit now but aint shittin yet
And Im blessed now I aint get to flex
Know a couple niggas that a get em wet
Now my pockets fatter I got bigger checks
Niggas shoot now had to get a vest
I be on the block where them trenches at
I got feelins for her I aint wit her yet
Im the flyest nigga like im in a jet
And they hate it when they say a nigga next
I got hunnits on me I aint finna flex
Its my fault for f*ckin wit bitches and thinkin they loyal
Its funny how bitches be cappin and say they'll hold you
Then yo niggas be all in yo face sayin nigga I told you
Don't come in my face tryna claim me like bitch ion know you
These bitches claimin that they love you
I chase the bag and Ion stumble
They say don't get into no trouble
That Pistol packin I stay humble
Don't get to flexin like a muscle
My niggas f*ck around and bust you
Gotta keep the 40 ion scuffle
It came wit 2 I gotta bundle
And I be ridin round wit that top down
We gone go to war like chi town
You ain't treat her right and she mine now
And I promise girl that you tied down
Ion need to fight I gotta glock now
If he f*ck around he gettin dropped now
I aint wit the shit im gettin nots now